Tajmahal mein aa jana...

I had heard this ghazal by Sonu Nigam and Anuradha Paudwal back in 2006. I don't remember from where I had that song that time. Today while looking for something in net, just got this, but not by Sonu and Anuradha :(. Here is the youtube link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RwB4d-I1lIw . I liked the lyrics very much and here it goes:

Jab aanchal raat ka lehraye,
Aur saara aalam so jaaye,
Tum mujhse milne, samaa jalakar,
Tajmahal mein aa jana.
Tum mujhse milne, samaa jalakar,
Tajmahal mein aa jana,
Jab aanchal raat ka lehraye..

Yeh Tajmahal zo chaahat ki,
Aankhon ka sunhera moti hai,
Har raat jahan do roohon ki,
Khamoshi zinda hoti hai,
Is Taj ke saaye mein aakar tum,
Geet wafaa ka dohraana.
Tum mujhse milne, samaa jalakar,
Tajmahal mein aa jana,
Jab aanchal raat ka lehraye..

Tanhayee hai jagi-jagi si,
Mahaul hai soya-soya hua,
Jaise ke tumhare khwabon mein,
Khud Tajmahal ho khoya hua,
Ho, Tajmahal ka khwab tumhi,
Yeh raaz na maine pehchana.
Tum mujhse milne, samaa jalakar,
Tajmahal mein aa jana,
Jab aanchal raat ka lehraye..

Joh maut mohabbat mein aaye,
Woh jaan se badhkar pyari hai,
Do pyar bhare dil roshan hain,
Woh raat bahut andhiyari hai,
Tum raat ke is andhiyare mein,
Bus ek jhalak dikhla jana,
Tum mujhse milne, samaa jalakar,
Tajmahal mein aa jana,
Jab aanchal raat ka lehraye..

Jab aanchal raat ka lehraye,
Aur saara aalam so jaaye,
Tum mujhse milne, samaa jalakar,
Tajmahal mein aa jana.
Tum mujhse milne, samaa jalakar,
Tajmahal mein aa jana,
Tum Tajmahal mein aa jana.

Give your 100%

A boy and a girl were playing together. The girl had a collection of marbles. The boy had some sweets with him. The girl told the boy that she will give all his marbles in exchange for sweets. The boy agreed.
The girl kept the biggest and the most beautiful marble aside and gave the rest to the boy. The boy gave him all sweets as he had promised.

That night, the boy slept peacefully. But the girl couldn’t sleep as she kept wondering if the boy had hidden some sweets from him the way she had hidden his best marble.

Moral of the story: If you don’t give your hundred percent in a relationship, you’ll always keep doubting if the other person has given his/her hundred percent.. This is applicable for any relationship like love, employer-employee relationship etc., Give your hundred percent to everything you do and sleep peacefully [:)]

A Software Life!

Note: All characters in this story are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental :P - Chinmaya

His father was talking above his usual voice. He was also too happy as his father. Both were seeing no limit to their happiness. His father was telling each known person that his son has achieved something today, and after 3 days, he is going to be called as "Software Engineer". May be his father was recollecting all the moments where his father was imagining him with a good job and in a good profession. And to his father's belief, "Software Engineer" was that kind of profession that his father thought he is suited for.

He was also too happy to get a software job. He had learned from others that he can get good salary and he could enjoy his life as he had wished. Day and night, he was dreaming about his life he is going to live after few days. He met with all his friends in his village, told everybody about his job, his future life style. Friends felt happy too as one of their friends is going to stay in some metro and they saw him as a super-star. The things he wished he will have in the new life are Good Friends, Great working environment, Great city and above that a Great cool life with lots of money!

He was counting the days to go to the metro. For the first time he was going to stay away from home. The high dramatic life at metro that he might have watched in movies had really motivated him to have a taste of same. Countdown came to zero and he is all set to move to the metro now. A big gang of family and friends gathered to see him off at the railway station and in no time, he left all of them and started moving towards his new dream life.

He reached in the metro. Some new friends had come to pick him up from the railway station. He went to the room. When he entered into the room, he could not believe that was the room he was going to stay. It was so dirty, a surely bachelor room in metros! But he was ignorant of the same; he had never seen that much dirtiness in his life before. Then he started to his office, and he had to catch an auto for that. The way the auto drivers were talking was awkward to him. In his village, there used to be mutual respect for each other, and here he learned that everything is just for money. When he refused to give the money that the driver asked for, the driver just scolded and drove away. Somehow he managed to go to office. Several days passed and his view of a software company started changing. He was thinking that all the people will be friendly and he would have a great life there, but eventually he learned that here people live for themselves. Nobody helps others. All were selfish to their lives; it was not the life that he used to live in his village.

With all his expectations going in the different directions, without his notice, he started missing his family and friends back at village. Now he realized that “Grass is always greener on the other side”. When he was at village, he was longing to be here and now that he is in the metro, all his past memories were waving in his mind. He could not find anybody to share all this as he felt, they would start teasing him and they would not understand him.

Finally, he decided to take some days of leave and go back to his home. Again that was a big process to take few days of leave in the software company. Starting from his manager to higher level management had to approve that. After many struggle, he managed to get one week of leave and started for his village.

After 1 day of journey he reached at his village. All people were waiting to see him, as if a super-star was coming to visit them. All were too happy to see him and talk to him. As he approached his house, his father, mother, sisters and little bother hugged him. They were all missing him a lot and after nearly one year they saw him. But they never complained of this long delay as they thought, he is too happy in the metro and he is living a royal life that they can only dream of.

He had just 5 days to stay at village. In the each and every act and in every minute, he started comparing metro life and village life, to himself, not to tell anybody. Now that he had lived both the lives, it was very clear to him, where closeness is, where affection is, where love is and where is helpfulness. When he went to Raju chacha’s shop (barber shop), Raju chacha became so happy to have him as a customer. He gave little more money to what he used to give when he used to live in village; still it was too less as compared to metro price. He told all great twisted stories of metro to all his family and friends so as to give them a impression that he is leading a great life in metro.

His return time had come and he had to go back to his metro life which he did not wish anymore. But he did not want to tell that to all. He pretended to be happy to go back to the metro. As he was stepping out of his house, his mother kissed him and said "Take care my son". As he replied, “Surely, you too…”, few drops of tears rolled out off his eyes and he just told in his lowest voice “This 5 days were the greatest days of my life” and he left… All family members stood there surprised, as the last few drops of tears had told every truth of him to all of them... !!!

Love or Attraction?

Note: All characters in this story are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental :P - Chinmaya

For the first time, she was going to be out of her home. She was accompanied by her father to the college admission. In home, she was living a restricted life, never she was allowed to go out with friends for picnic, not for movies too. Always being alone in home, she was really longing for a free life. And once she joined the college, where she had to stay in the college hostel, she was happy thinking that she could live a life that she was longing for a long.

Her father left her and she started going to her hostel with a heavy smile. She was so happy that she rarely was able to see what was going on beside her. As she was passing through the cricket ground, she felt somebody had fallen on her and she too had fallen down. He was a great cricket player and while he was aiming the ball to have a super catch, he did not realize that he was bumping into her.

They both got up, totally forgotten by that time, just 1 minute past life that they were in. Their eyes met, their heartbeat started increasing, they could not understand what was going on. He almost forgot that he was playing cricket and the screams all over the ground brought him back to reality when he said "Sorry" to her and started to leave. When she came into reality, she found herself being too angry on him and she looked for something to be done as the revenge. A paint vessel caught her vision, she took that and threw on him. His shirt became filled with that paint! He shouted and in return she just told, "You are the first to do!, okie??"

Days went by, both were remembering the same incident every time, a kind of attraction started between them. Then college life started, both of them got lot of friends with whom they started sharing this incident. Their friends took this matter as a sure and crisp way of teasing and leg-pulling. Slowly, they made realized that they were in love with each other, but they were not ready to believe this. How could that be love? Was that just an attraction?

The million dollar question that both were having was "Is this Love or Attraction?"...

They started finding chances to meet alone, they talked a lot, they shared a lot. Once they asked the same question to each other, "What do you feel? Is it Love or Attraction?"

Boy: What is Love according to you? How is it different from Attraction?
Girl: Love is long-term and Attraction is short-term?
Boy: So simple?
Girl: Yes, when I am with you, you think of me and when I am not there with you, you don't think of me, so just attraction only. No Love.
Boy: How can you say that? I mean..., I may think of, I mean..., it can be love too.
Girl: Sure?
Boy: You tell me a way, where we can confirm our love over mere attraction?
Girl: OK, let us do one thing. In the 5 days holidays, when we both go to our homes, let us try to count how many times we missed each other. Okie ?
Boy: Sounds like a good idea. Ok, fine, See, I will win.
Girl: Lets see...

Both were gone for holidays... They were not living in the present, they were just living in the past. All past memories were flowing in their minds and they were counting all these moments.

They met again after the 5 days break.
Girl : So, how was the counting going?
Boy: Great! For you?
Girl: Great too. OK, now tell me, what is your count on first day?
Boy: You tell first...
Girl: You first
Boy: You.
Girl: OK, 4321
Boy: Only 4000!
Girl: So, yours ?
Boy: 5000
Girl: OK, second day?
Boy: Yours?
Girl: 6000
Boy: 7000
Girl: 8000
Boy: 9000....
Girl: OK OK stop now. I think, Love is confirmed!
Boy: Yes, Love is confirmed. What next?
Girl: What next!
Boy: Something should be special, right?
Girl: What special? OK. This Sunday, we girls are going for outing! Will bring Gift for you...
Boy: Sunday...! Gift...! Ha ha !
Girl: What happened ?
Boy: I will give special now only.
Girl: What?
He just went near to her ear and whispered "I Love You"... [:)]

The missed call ...

Note: All characters in this story are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental :P - Chinmaya

She was waiting for the call. It was almost 2 months that she did not get any call from him. Suddenly, to her surprise, the phone rang. There was no limit of waves of happiness in her, but as she approached the phone, it stopped ringing. The caller ID though proved that it was only him who just called, but they failed to talk again.

They had stopped talking to each other for no reasons, no quarrels... Without anything happened that they could associate to be the reason of that, there was silence in their lives. Both were missing each other badly, but each of them wanted to see if the other would call even if he/she did not call first. Nobody called, but the other was still believing that he/she would surely get a call.

But when that belief was fading in her mind, came this moment when she got a call, but phew!, she could not talk to him. She kept cursing herself as why she was late to pick the call. Now that she missed the call, Was she going to call him again and ask what was the reason of his call? May be, he had nothing to talk and he did not dare anymore to talk as the silence between them had really created a long distance that they needed to think a lot before uttering a single word. Lot of things popped up in her mind, some good and some bad remembrance of the past. And that made her more disturbing. At the same time, he was too disturbed thinking why she did not pick up the call at the first few rings, was she still ignoring him, did she not like to talk to him?

Distance grew and they became more disturbed day by day...

Sorry...

"Sorry !"....a small word, which we use very frequently after doing any type of mischief or any wrong thing. We use the same word for all the range of wrong this, ranging from "It's OK" type to "I don't believe you did this! ". How bad it is! The wrong thing has already happened, and then what's the use of saying Sorry later ??? May be you want to hear "It's OK" from the person you just said the word "Sorry" or you repent to the core and you believe your "Sorry" would create a greater wave in his/her heart and that can change his/her view on you. The small word being told by heart, has its value of changing the view altogether....Then the small word "Sorry" means a lot !!!! It can stop from breaking a relation/friendship or it can create a cute smile on the angry man's face...and also can create new relationship ...
Wow...How important is the word "Sorry " !!! ... Carries a lot being really small !!!

Tum Juda Ho Kar ...

A wonderful song from the movie "Kareeb (1998)". Music by Anu Malik and beautiful sung by Roop Kumar Rathod and Sanjeevani. The beautiful and touching lyrics adds charmness to the song. And here is the lyrics:

Tum juda ho kar hamein aur pyare ho gaye,
Tum juda ho kar hamein aur pyare ho gaye.
The kareeb to door the,
The kareeb to door the ab hamare ho gaye.
Tum juda ho kar hamein...

Ek ek saans mein yaad ban ke mahekti ho tum,
Ho gayee ho khaffa phir bhi mujh mein dhadakti ho tum.
Dhoondata hai hamein pyar ka raasta aaj bhi,
Aa rahi hai yahi dhadkanon se sada aaj bhi.
Tum juda ho kar hamein aur pyare ho gaye,
The kareeb to door the ab hamare ho gaye.
Tum juda ho kar hamein...

Door ho to laga meri aankhon ki tum pyaas the,
Tha pata yeh kahan tum mere is kadar paas the.
Darr nahin raat ka meri palkon pe jugnu to hain,
Saath ab tum nahin mere saathi yeh aansoo to hain.
Tum juda ho kar hamein aur pyare ho gaye,
The kareeb to door the ab hamare ho gaye.
Tum juda ho kar hamein...

Kya kahen kis tarah toot kar reh gayee har kasam,
Waqt ka hai sitam bewafa the na tum aur na hum.
Kya khabar thi hamein pyar mein hongi majboorian,
Jitne hum the kareeb utni nazdeeq thi dooriyan.........

17-Mile Drive

The 17 Mile Drive is a scenic road through Pacific Grove and Pebble Beach, California, United States, much of which hugs the Pacific coastline and passes famous golf courses and mansions. It also serves as the main road through the gated community of Pebble Beach. Like the community, the majority of 17-Mile Drive is owned and operated by the Pebble Beach Corporation.

And above few are the snapshots of my trip to this place ...

You'll Never Walk Alone...

When you walk through a storm
Keep your chin up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of a storm is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark

Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Tho' your dreams
Be tossed and blown
Walk on
Walk on
With hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone

When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of a storm is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark

Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Tho' your dreams
Be tossed and blown
Walk on
Walk on
With hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone

Mere sang to chal zara ...

How can I love you more..
How can I love you more....

Mere sang to chal zara, kyun dikhe dara dara
Mere sang to chal zara, kyun dikhe dara dara
Chal tujhko aa chupalu, apni mein bahoon mein
Chal khwaab kuch sajaa dun, teri in nigahon mein
Mein jo sang huin, tere rang huin
Raho se teri chun lu mein khwaab
Har lamha yun guzare, ke gehrata jaye pyaar....
Mein jo sang huin, tere rang huin
Raho se teri chun lu mein khwaab
Har lamha yun guzare, ke gehrata jaye pyaar....

Hasde zara sa to teri haseen se mere kal ho haseen
Bas itna chahun main is zindagi se zyada kuch nahi..
Hasde zara sa to teri haseen se mere kal ho haseen
Bas itna chahun main is zindagi se zyada kuch nahi..
Mein jo sang huin, tere rang huin
Raho se teri chun lu mein khwaab
Har lamha yun guzare, ke gehrata jaye pyaar....

Rukna na rahon mein roke agar kal tujhe parchaiyan
Sang tere mein bhi hoon tanha nahi hai teri tanhaiyian..
Rukna na rahon mein roke agar kal tujhe parchaiyan
Sang tere mein bhi hoon tanha nahi hai teri tanhaiyian..
Mein jo sang huin, tere rang huin
Raho se teri chun lu mein khwaab
Har lamha yun guzare, ke gehrata jaye pyaar....

Mere sang to chal zara, kyun dikhe dara dara
Mere sang to chal zara, kyun dikhe dara dara
Chal tujhko aa chupalu, apni mein bahoon mein
Chal khwaab kuch sajaa dun, teri in nigahon mein
Mein jo sang huin, tere rang huin
Raho se teri chun lu mein khwaab
Har lamha yun guzare, ke gehrata jaye pyaar....
Mein jo sang huin, tere rang huin
Raho se teri chun lu mein khwaab
Har lamha yun guzare, ke gehrata jaye pyaar....

How can I love you more..
How can I love you more....